"Fang Yuan, obediently hand over the Spring and Autumn Cicada, and I'll give you a quick death!"
"Old Demon Fang, don't even think about resisting. Today, all the major righteous sects have united to trample your devil's nest. We've already set up an inescapable net here. This time, you'll definitely be beheaded! "
"Fang Yuan, you damned demon. In order to cultivate the Spring and Autumn Cicada, you've taken the lives of millions. You've already committed a monstrous sin. Your sins are unforgivable and too numerous to count! "
"Demon, three hundred years ago, you humiliated me, took away my chastity, killed my entire family, and executed my nine generations. From that moment on, I wanted nothing more than to eat your flesh and drink your blood! Today, I'll make you wish you were dead! "
…
Fang Yuan was wearing a tattered dark green robe. His hair was disheveled, and his body was bathed in blood as he looked around.
The mountain wind blew his bloody robe, causing it to flutter like a war flag.
Bright red blood gushed out from the hundreds of wounds on his body. Just by standing there for a while, a large pool of blood had already accumulated at Fang Yuan's feet.
Surrounded by enemies, there was no way out.
The outcome was already decided. Today, he would definitely die.
Fang Yuan could see the situation clearly, but even at the brink of death, his expression did not change, and his expression was calm.
His gaze was faint, like a deep well, bottomless as always.
The heroes of the Good Faction who besieged him were either the distinguished elders of a sect or the young heroes who were famous all over the world. At this moment, they firmly surrounded Fang Yuan. Some were roaring, some were sneering, some were squinting their eyes with vigilance, and some were clutching their wounds in fear.
They did not make a move. They were all afraid of Fang Yuan's final counterattack before his death.
This tense confrontation lasted for six hours. As the sun set in the west, the afterglow of the setting sun lit up the sunset glow on the mountainside, and for a moment, it was as gorgeous as fire.
Fang Yuan, who had been as still as a statue, slowly turned around.
The heroes immediately became restless, and all took a big step back.
At this moment, the gray stone under Fang Yuan's feet had long been dyed dark red by blood. Due to the excessive loss of blood, her pale face was illuminated by the sunset, suddenly adding a beautiful luster to it.
Looking at the setting sun on the green mountain, Fang Yuan chuckled. "The setting sun on the green mountain, the autumn moon and the spring breeze. It's really like black hair in the morning, turning into snow at dusk, success or failure turning into nothingness. "
As he said this, various scenes from his previous life on Earth suddenly appeared before his eyes.
He was originally a student from Huaxia on Earth who had transmigrated to this world by chance. He had been tossing and turning for three hundred years, roaming the world for more than two hundred years. Five hundred years passed in the blink of an eye.
Many of the memories buried deep in his heart came alive at this moment, vividly replaying in front of his eyes.
"In the end, I still failed." Fang Yuan sighed in his heart. He was a little emotional, but he didn't regret it.
He had already foreseen this outcome. When he made his choice, he was already mentally prepared.
The so-called Devil Dao was to not cultivate good karma, but to commit murder and arson. Heaven and Earth did not tolerate it. The entire world was his enemy, yet he still wanted to do as he pleased.
"If the newly refined Spring and Autumn Cicada is effective, I will still be an evil spirit in my next life!" Thinking of this, Fang Yuan couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Old Devil, what are you laughing at?"
"Everyone be careful, the devil is about to die, he's going to counterattack!"
"Quickly hand over the Spring and Autumn Cicada!!"
The group of experts closed in, but right at this time, with a loud explosion, Fang Yuan self-detonated.
…
The spring rain continued, quietly nourishing Qing Mao Mountain.
It was already late at night, and a cool breeze blew through the drizzle.
Qing Mao Mountain was not dark. From the mountainside to the foot of the mountain, there were many glimmers of light, as if it was draped in a brilliant belt of light.
These lights came from many tall buildings. Although it couldn't be said to be the lights of ten thousand households, there were still thousands of them.
This was the Guyue Village that was located in the middle of Qing Mao Mountain, adding a dense atmosphere of human habitation to the vast and quiet mountain range.
At the very center of the Guyue Village was a grand and magnificent pavilion. At this time, a ceremony was being held, so the lights were brightly lit, and the radiance was dazzling.
"Ancestors bless us, I hope that in this Awakening Ceremony, there will be many talented youths, to add new blood and hope to the family!" The leader of the Guyue Village was middle-aged, his temples were slightly white, and he wore a solemn white ceremonial robe. He knelt on the brown floor, straightened his upper body, put his hands together, closed his eyes, and prayed sincerely.
He faced a tall black lacquer table. There were three layers of the table, and the ancestral tablets were enshrined there. On both sides of the tablets, there were red copper incense burners, and smoke curled up.
Behind him, there were also more than ten people kneeling. They wore loose white ceremonial robes, and were the elders of the family. They were in charge of all aspects of the family.
After praying for a while, the leader of the Guyue Village took the lead to bow, spread out his hands, and tightly pressed his palms against the floor, and kowtowed. His forehead hit the brown floor, and there was a soft thud.
The elders behind him all had solemn expressions, and silently followed suit.
For a moment, the ancestral hall was filled with the sound of forehead hitting the floor.
After the ceremony ended, everyone slowly stood up from the floor, and quietly walked out of the solemn ancestral hall.
In the corridor, the elders silently breathed a sigh of relief, and the atmosphere relaxed.
Gradually, the sounds of discussion rose.
"Time really flies. In the blink of an eye, a year has passed."
"The last Awakening Ceremony seems like it happened yesterday, and it's still vivid in my mind."
"Tomorrow is the annual Awakening Ceremony, I wonder what kind of new blood will emerge this year?"
"Sigh, I hope there will be a youth with A grade talent. Our Guyue Village has not had such a genius in three years. "
"That's right, the Bai clan and Xiong clan have all had geniuses these years. Especially the Bai clan's Bai Ning Bing, his talent is really terrifying. "
Someone mentioned Bai Ning Bing's name, and the elders could not help but show a layer of worry on their faces.
This child's talent was extremely outstanding, and in just two years, he had already cultivated to Rank three Gu Master. Among the younger generation, he could be said to be the most outstanding. Even the older generation could feel the pressure from this rising star.
In time, he would definitely become the pillar of the Bai clan. At the very least, he would be a strong individual. No one doubted this.
"But among the youths participating in this year's Awakening Ceremony, there is still hope."
"That's right, a talented youth has appeared in Fang Zhi's bloodline. Able to speak in three months, able to walk in four months. At the age of five, he could compose poems and recite lyrics. He was exceptionally intelligent and talented. Unfortunately, his parents died early, and now he is being raised by his aunt and uncle. "
"Yes, this is early intelligence, and he has great ambitions. In recent years, he has created 'Jiang Jing Jiu', 'Ode to Plum', and 'Jiang Cheng Zi'. I have also heard of them. What a genius! "
The Guyue clan leader was the last to walk out of the ancestral hall. As he slowly closed the door, he heard the elders discussing in the corridor.
Immediately, he knew that the elders were discussing a youth called Guyue Fang Yuan.
As the clan leader, he would naturally pay attention to those outstanding and outstanding disciples. And among the younger generation, Guyue Fang Yuan was one of the most outstanding and dazzling ones.
And experience had shown that those who had photographic memory from a young age, or were as strong as an adult, had outstanding cultivation aptitude.
"If this child is tested to have A grade aptitude, with proper training, he may be able to compete with Bai Ning Bing. Even if it is B grade aptitude, in the future, he will be able to hold his own, and become a flag of the Guyue clan. But with his precocious intelligence, the possibility of him being a B grade talent isn't high, and is most likely an A grade talent. "With this thought, the Gu Yue clan leader's mouth couldn't help but curl up, revealing a slight smile.
Immediately after, he coughed and said to the elders, "Everyone, it is getting late. For tomorrow's Awakening Ceremony, please rest well tonight and maintain your spirit."
When the elders heard this, they were all slightly startled. They looked at each other with a hint of vigilance.
The clan leader's words were implicit, but everyone understood his meaning.
Every year, in order to fight for these talented juniors, the elders would fight with each other until their faces were red and their heads were bleeding.
It was time to conserve his energy and wait until tomorrow to fight for it.
Especially that Guyue Fang Yuan, the possibility of him having A grade aptitude was very high. And his parents had already passed away, and he was one of the two orphans of Fang Zhi's bloodline. If they could take him into their bloodline, and properly train him, they could ensure their bloodline's prosperity for a hundred years!
"But, I will say the ugly words first. The fight must be open and aboveboard, and must not use underhanded methods to harm the unity of the clan. Elders, please keep this in mind! "The clan leader said with a serious tone.
"I don't dare. I don't dare. "
"I will definitely remember it."
"I will take my leave now, Lord Clan Leader, please stay."
The elders, full of thoughts, dispersed one by one.
Not long after, the long corridor became deserted. The spring rain and wind blew through the window. The clan leader lightly walked to the window.
Immediately, his mouth was filled with the fresh and moist mountain air, refreshing and refreshing.
This was the third floor of the loft. As far as the eye could see, more than half of the Guyue village was in sight.
It was late at night, but most of the houses in the village still had lights, which was very different from usual.
Tomorrow was the Awakening Ceremony, which concerned everyone's interests. An excited and nervous atmosphere enveloped the hearts of the clansmen. Naturally, many people could not sleep well.
"This is the hope of the clan's future." The clan leader sighed as the lights reflected in his eyes.
At this time, there was also a pair of clear eyes, quietly watching the lights in the dark night, full of complicated feelings.
"Guyue village, this is five hundred years ago?! The Spring Autumn Cicada really worked … "Fang Yuan's eyes were gloomy as he stood by the window, letting the wind and rain hit his body.
The Spring Autumn Cicada's effect was to reverse time. It was ranked seventh among the top ten mystical insects, so naturally it was no small matter.
Simply put, it was rebirth.
"I used the Spring Autumn Cicada to be reborn, to go back to five hundred years ago!" Fang Yuan stretched out his hand, his eyes fixed on his young and pale palm, and then he slowly clenched it, trying hard to feel the reality.
He heard the light sound of the drizzle hitting the window. He slowly closed his eyes, opened them after a long time, and sighed, "Five hundred years of experience, it really is like a dream."
But he clearly knew that this was not a dream.
(PS: Well, the new book is finally available to everyone. Just like the greeting at the end of "The Supreme Demon Exorcist", the main character is very evil, and this book will be controversial. I hope that the readers can read the preface of this book, and know what kind of book it is. I have said everything that needs to be said in the preface. If my friends like it, then let us join hands in this wonderful adventure. At the beginning of the new book, friends' collections, recommendation votes, and comments are the best encouragement.)
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